There were still sporadic gunfires in the street, but it was no longer a big danger to Xiao Hongjun and his son. The father and son were holding guns and shuttled through the alleys, trying to advance southward.

"Bang!"

"Dadada..."

“…”

The gunshots were sparse, including gunshots from militants shooting, and gunshots from Xiao Hongjun and his son shooting.

"Rest!" Xiao Hongjun made a sound, crawled into the back of a broken wall on three sides, and sat down and gasped.

Xiao Hongjun was indeed exhausted. His body was no longer the same as he was thirty years ago. His years of drinking life made his body a mess, and it was really hard to bear to engage in such a battle.

Xiao Yuanchao looked at his father, held the only side that could be attacked with a gun, found a wine pot from his body, and waved his hand to Xiao Hongjun.

This is the last pot of white wine, and Xiao Yuanchao has never been willing to drink it.

"This is... wine..." After taking the wine pot, Xiao Hongjun was stunned for a moment.

"You can drink, drink less." Xiao Yuanchao said to Xiao Hongjun while staring at the surrounding environment.

Xiao Hongjun didn't say anything, turned on the wine pot and took a sip of the wine slowly, closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of alcohol entering his stomach. He couldn't remember how long he hadn't drunk, anyway, he never drank it again after his son said he wouldn't let him drink.

"It's not that I don't let you drink, but I just have to stop it." Xiao Yuanchao, who turned his back to his father, whispered: "It's okay to get drunk occasionally, but people can't always live in the shadow of the past."

This was a conversation between his son and his father, and it seemed to be the first dialogue in a strict sense. Because Xiao Yuanchao had never had the power to talk to Xiao Hongjun in the past, and on such occasions, he had the power to talk.

As Xiao Yuanchao experienced more and more things, he began to understand his father's daily alcoholism. Sometimes he had to numb himself with alcohol. Living soberly is a happy life for many people, but it is an indelible pain for many people.

Some people in this world choose to be sober, while others choose to be confused. Everyone has their own stories, and everyone has their own different experiences. The only thing in common is that they are all living, and the difference is how they live.

"I have a problem with my spirit." Xiao Hongjun took a sip of white wine, pointed to his head and said to Xiao Yuanchao: "I always see your brothers, they always talk to me, I..."

Xiao Hongjun looked bitter. He lowered his head, covered his cheek with his left hand, and sniffed.

"boom!"

"boom!"

“…”

A violent explosion suddenly came from the east. The explosion was not an ordinary explosion, but a sound produced when the real shell exploded.

In an instant, Xiao Yuan looked east and clearly saw a raging fire in the middle of a building, and a hole was blasted out.

"US military!" Xiao Yuanchao blurted out.

Here, it is absolutely impossible for the US military to have such heavy weapons to have no one else except for the US military.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!..."

The explosions of shells falling to the ground were heard one after another, and the US military began to attack the militants!

"Let's go!" Xiao Yuanchao narrowed his eyes fiercely.

Based on the landing point of the shell, it can be judged that the US military is not far from them!

They can deal with militants, but cannot deal with well-trained US troops. Once they are trapped in the tactical siege of the US military, it will be really hard to move forward.

The father and son quickly moved forward along the alley, preparing to pass through the street to the west, and then headed forward, far away from the range that the US military was about to control.

But just as they walked through the alley and entered the street, a US armored vehicle rumbling over. The moment when the US soldiers following behind the armored vehicle saw them, they immediately organized tactical formations.

The gun barrel of the armored vehicle began to move slowly, locking the father and son standing in the middle of the street.

"Run!" Xiao Yuanchao roared, pointing to the alley on the side, and using his body to block the moving gunbore.

Although this is useless, his subconscious thinking makes him do this: using his own body to block the greatest danger for his father.

Xiao Hongjun did not run away. He took a step forward and stood in front of his son, facing the black gunbore.

If Xiao Hongjun ran away just now, he would definitely be able to escape. But he did not run away, but chose to stand with his son.

It will be fleeting and will never come back.

"Surrender." Xiao Yuanchao said.

"Surrender?!" Xiao Hongjun turned his head suddenly, stared at his son with anger in his eyes.

He has never surrendered because he has no habit of surrendering!

"I have a way to surrender." Xiao Yuanchao whispered in front of his father's eyes: "If you don't want to be left by the US military, if you want your last son to live well, then do it my way."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Hongjun immediately threw down the rifle in his hand and raised his hands high.

Xiao Yuanchao also threw away the gun in his hand, raised his hands high, and stood side by side with Xiao Hongjun.

"Boom..."

The armored vehicle ran over the ground and stopped at fifty meters away from them, and the gun bore was locked.

Ten American soldiers carried guns and used standard defensive formations to move over, firmly controlling the father and son in the middle of the street.

"When I ask you to lie down, lie down immediately!" Xiao Yuanchao reminded his father.

"Okay!" Xiao Hongjun looked at his son deeply.

He saw from his son's eyes that calmness was as calm as a deep lake and the calmness as if it was ten thousand years of ice. Xiao Hongjun suddenly found that his son had really grown up, which was beyond his imagination.

"Kick the gun over, and the Nepalese saber on you, the desert eagle, the triangular stinger, fast! fast! fast!"

A US soldier shouted at Xiao Yuanchao and waved his hand to remove the weapons on him.

When Xiao Yuanchao was killing like a demon in the north of Basra City, these American soldiers clearly saw it in their eyes and were very clear about his equipment: a desert eagle, a Nepalese saber, and a triangular sword.

Facing this terrifying guy, you must not relax at all.

Xiao Yuanchao began to disarm his equipment. He first kicked the rifle away with one kick, then pulled out two sabers and threw them ten meters away in front of him. Finally, he took out the desert eagle and threw it under his feet, kicking it out heavily.

Seeing Xiao Yuanchao disarming, ten US soldiers began to shrink, appearing in two rings, encircling at a distance of ten meters.

"And your mechanical exoskeleton! Take it off immediately! Don't throw it away, put it down gently!" The US soldier issued a command again.

An uncatchable smile appeared in Xiao Yuanchao's eyes. His right hand touched the release device that Taotao told him, and looked at the majestic armored vehicle.
Chapter completed!